We are the civilised
and most-informed breed
but have surrendered
our right to lead-

tribes-people we have
been converted into
the 'head-person' is electronic
step by step it inveigles
it's the shepherd
we are the lost sheep-

it's the mastermind
every thinking mode
it invents--we are hooded
here's the demise
of thought
the prison of feeling
and conscience
ideas fade and rot
the arts and creativity
they are all dead
and buried--

it knows no bounds
and this it does articulate:
' more, infinitely more
shall be brought
to enrich, empower and endow
don't think the future
would replicate the now
this is but a single dot
in the spectrum of things to come-

a collective mind
would come about
encompassing every nation
every people
every place
and space

the ruler
shall claim
the title
of 'The Universal Brain'
it's the 'Powerhouse of Reason'

the stars and the moon
shall learn to speak
the sea would know
how to sing alongside the waves
all non-human life
would languages acquire
and with us it would talk
and communicate
even the flowers
plants and trees
would be made to walk-

love shall be
a phenomenon
forgotten
an amorous apparatus
shall be built
into the heart
its feelings and emotions
shall be monitored
a printout leaves
the Electronic Domain'
with either one
of two words:
' Failed' , 'Passed'--
  courtship and marriages
  are subject to control
and scrutiny
lest irresponsibility
and folly
pollute love's beauty--

we would have been trained
to accept, obey and comply
and shall never complain
for we have the tribal mind
we would never dare to contend
all shall be deemed technical perfection
there would be nothing more
to refine, revise, modify or amend-

we shall all be assigned
a new name
that bears testimony
to the tribe that defines us
( in our electronic identity
none shall meet with any shame)
we'll stand by one another
we are of the same brand
never to split asunder--

you would know
my name
remembering
is this easy-
it's just  ' IT'.